Sorry about the trashy chapter before this. I just had to let it out. 0_o I hope you understand! Also sorry about the stretched out times in between posts, I have finals coming up, so update times will be a little longer. Also check out my A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic! Please leave a review they help with my writing! Enjoy my story about Sarah J Mass's characters.
***Aedion's POV***
I opened Lysandra's door and peered out. Clear. I closed the door quietly and padded across the hall to my own room. I sat down on the cushioned arm chair sighing. The time I'd spent with Lysandra had been amazing. After dancing with Aelin I had timidly walked up to Lysandra. Reading me quickly she pulled me to the dance floor without me even having to ask her. We danced several dances in a row save the one that Rowan and Aelin had danced alone, I only once had to slow and think about the dance steps. When we were tired, Lysandra asked for a escort back to her rooms, so we walked slowly, just talking. Nothing about threats of distant lands, nothing about business, we just, talked.
"Do you think Rowan and Aelin would be cute together?" She asked giggling leaning into me.
"Jee… Uh… I don't know, if I said anything Rowan would probably remove my head from my shoulders." I said.
"Uh! Your no fun to talk to!" She drew away for a moment but came leaning in on back.
"Okay, okay. There is obviously something between them that none of us share with her. What it is I don't know. Is it the blood oath? The carranam thing? Something deeper? Its frustrating when she choses hime instead of me at times in need. I feel like Im not doing my job or something. I feel like when I let her down I am letting all of Terrasen down," I unloaded my feelings onto Lysandra. I looked up to see her leaning against her door, we had already arrived at her room but I had insisted on talking.
"Here, lets go in." She said grabbing my arm. I walked in her tidy room and took off my jacket and sword. "Turn around." She said casually.
"Why? Wha…" She began undoing the laces of her dress. I whipped around so fast you would think me immortal. I felt the fierce blush creep up my neck and find its place at my cheeks. I fought the urge at the back of my mind to turn around, to see what her dressed hid.
"Aedion, Im not stripping completely. It isn't necessary for you to cover your eyes like a little boy." She said flirtatiously and teasing me. The mood had changed suddenly and I shifted on my feet awkwardly. She sat on her bed and patted next to her. I climbed beside her.
"So, uh, how did you like the ball." I asked breaking the silence.
"It was nice. The best part was dancing with you. I didn't know you would actually take the time to learn the dances at all. I didn't know you had any interest in dancing at all, actually." She said smiling.
"Well, dancing helps with the training. You know like the fluid movements." Her posture dropped. "But I really only learnt them so I could dance with you." I said quickly.
"Nice save." She whispered. My face went up in flames. After a moment I slipped my arm around her shoulder. I looked at her and saw surprise in her eyes. I began to take it back. She grabbed my arm and placed it around her shoulder once more. "Aedion, we are grown adults. We are allowed to touch each other." She looked at me and leaned in so we were sharing breath. Oh Gods, I leaned in and kissed her softly. Her lips were like velvet, heat roared through my veins. I welcomed it, this was right. We were right. She drew back and we both caught our breath. I leaned in again. "Nu-uh," She said placing a finger on my lips. I sighed and she laughed, she pecked me on the cheek and laid her head on my shoulder. "I didn't realize how tired I am." She whispered, she closed her eyes and I ran a hand through her hair. I lost track of time as I had closed my own eyes comforted by her head on my shoulder.
Grrrrrrrr I jumped, careful not to wake Lysandra I lowered her onto the bed. I walked swiftly to the door. It sounded again, it sounded like… Rowan…. OH GODS NO! Ewwwwwwww. I wanted to shrivel up and die. I couldn't make out any of the conversation, even with my fae hearing I'm not sure I wanted too. He had to be with Aelin. Maybe he's just angry, I thought trying to comfort myself. I heard a moan that could have only come from Aelin. No… No… No… I looked over to Lysandra. She was the only reason I stayed sane. She was the only reason I didn't pull out my sword right now and fall on it. I walked back to the bed climbing in and running a hand through her hair. I put on of Lysandra's pillows over my head and commanded myself to sleep. Not to think about it. Soon enough the noises stopped and I was able to drift into sleep.
Sitting in my chair, I thought about pulling out my blade like I had last night. They were having a private moment and I wasn't invited, yet I was there the whole time. Gods! I would have to face Rowan for training. How could I not gasp like a school girl the next time he even looked at Aelin, much less share her touch. I walked out schooling my features. Rowan was leaning against the wall next to my door.
"Say anything and I'll gut you right here right now." He knew I had heard them. I nodded swiftly and walked towards the training grounds in attempt to drown out my inner vomiting with training.
